Live or Die, I question this
Infinite, forever, will the world always turn
Time a emblem on a wrist, a wall
The rise and set of the sun, the stillness of the moon
Essential elements are a gift
Mutant, the creation of man or the image of God
We build, we destroy, we make life, we take life
Our natural response is to survive, but we seem to flourish then we self destruct
Keeping a balance of rotation in life and the world, which one out weighs the spectrum of importance
A hard one to answer, we are only human
We look around and look around, who benefits from this future abomination
Global adversity
I hold my breath, but the world keeps breathing
Survival a internal instinct
Will the world have a natural response to survive us
Tapeworms are a parasite, feeding and draining it host of its life giving essence.
Have we figured out the big picture
Are we the big problem for decline or does our planet have an expiration date
One day we all expire
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